I dress up as a vicious female supporting character with big breasts and no brains in the entertainment industry, but the system wants me to attack the cold and abstinent male protagonist?
Looking at his frosty face, I said, "If you want to sleep, go to sleep. If you don't want to, go to bed. Don't affect my money!"
I wanted to stimulate him to take the initiative to divorce, but the next day, he blocked me in the corner with the divorce agreement in hand: "I heard you want me to get out?"
Just when I nodded proudly, he leaned over and kissed me, his eyes deep: "There is no door."
Don't tell the truth